Li Changfeng's House.

The lights were blazing in the nearly 300-square-meter home.

In the living room, a 100-inch big-screen TV was displaying the stock chart of Stella.

As soon as the U.S. stock market opened, Stella's stock showed an immediate upward trend.

"It's up 23% in two days. Changfeng, how much longer do you think Stella's stock will keep soaring? How much more will it rise tonight?"

Zhang Jingshan sat on the sofa, legs crossed. Several laptops were placed on the coffee table in front of him. He took a sip of Perrier as he spoke.

"Judging by the trend, the increase shouldn't be less than 10%. But I have one big concern," Li Changfeng said seriously.

"What is it?"

"A surge like this in such a short period isn't necessarily a good thing. Stella has become a ship that everyone wants to get on. But that also means it's become a piece of fat meat in the eyes of the financial giants. With more retail investors entering, they won't pass up the chance to cash out on them," Li Changfeng said, shaking his head. "But no matter how much I analyze, it's useless. It all depends on when Ye tells us to sell."

"Let's see how the market moves tonight. After the market closes, I'll give Ye a call," Zhang Jingshan replied.

This time, Li Changfeng didn't argue with Zhang's suggestion.

Switching the topic, he added, "Honestly, I feel like Ye isn't even that interested in the stock market. With the insane demand for Wuxia Cream, the money we make in stocks probably doesn't even catch his attention. After all, stocks are risky, and opportunities are hard to come by."

He chuckled bitterly. "It's a pity Ye didn't let us invest in Yiren Ruxue. Otherwise, we'd really be sitting on a goldmine."

"Speaking of Wuxia Cream, I have to tell you something. You know what happened? Tonight Yunshan Network held a special event for Wuxia Cream. They sold out 50,000 bottles in three minutes. And from what I know, within the next five minutes, Yiren Ruxue's sales channels sold out 21,000 bottles. It's insane! But the craziest part is that this is just the beginning. Once production ramps up, I wouldn't be surprised if we sell 100,000 bottles a day in China alone. Honestly, even that might be underestimating it," Zhang Jingshan said.

Without waiting for Li Changfeng to speak, Zhang continued, "I did some math. As long as Wuxia Cream's annual sales exceed 10 million bottles, the production cost aside, 60 yuan per bottle is more than enough to cover all other expenses. If the raw material cost stays under 40 yuan, the profit margin won't be less than 300 yuan per bottle. At 10 million bottles per year, that's 3 billion yuan in profit! And honestly, with our domestic market, 10 million bottles per year is just a starting point. Even if annual sales hit 30 to 50 million bottles, I wouldn't be surprised."

Zhang became more animated as he spoke. "If we're talking just about the domestic market—50 million bottles per year—pure profit would easily exceed 15 billion yuan. Now imagine expanding overseas and raising the price. The profit we'd see at the end of the year is unimaginable. With Ye's ambition and intelligence, his future is hard to fathom!"

Hearing this, Li Changfeng's face twitched.

He was aware of Wuxia Cream and had envisioned its potential, but he hadn't crunched the numbers like Zhang Jingshan had. Now, hearing Zhang's analysis, he finally grasped the scale of Ye Chen's capabilities.

A single product, generating annual profits in the billions.

Even among the top companies in the business world, very few could claim hundreds of billions in annual net profit.

And Yiren Ruxue was just one of Ye Chen's companies. With his ambition, would he stop at one company or one product?

Absolutely not!

Swallowing hard, Li Changfeng said, "No matter what, as long as we follow Ye, our future is guaranteed. We'll reach heights we never dared dream of."

"Honestly, this already feels like a dream. Making billions in just a few months. Even if I were arrogant, I wouldn't think I had that kind of ability. But like you said, just follow Ye's lead. Wherever he points, we go. No need to overthink it," Zhang Jingshan sighed.

"By the way, did you look into the two brands Shenlong and Sui Xing that Ye introduced us to?" Li Changfeng remembered the investments.

"Yeah, I did some initial research. But honestly, I don't think we need to overthink it. Once we pull out of the U.S. stocks, we'll dive straight in. They're looking for investors, but there doesn't seem to be much interest yet," Zhang replied.

Li Changfeng nodded. "Once we exit the U.S. market, we'll take another look."

As the two talked, Stella's stock price continued to rise.

One point.

Two points.

Three points.

By midnight, it had surged nearly 10%.

Meanwhile, at Li Changfeng's house, Zhang Jingshan was parched from talking so much.

Elsewhere, in the tranquil Shanshui Villa, Ye Chen hadn't paid any attention to the stock market.

After falling asleep, he couldn't resist his inner heat.

After several rounds of passion, not only was Chen Yinuo completely exhausted, but even Ye Chen's legs felt weak.

In the end, they skipped their shower, and under the silver moonlight filtering through the white curtains, the couple slept soundly.

But at 4 AM, Ye Chen's phone—forgotten on silent—suddenly rang.

It woke not only Ye Chen but also a drowsy Chen Yinuo.

"Huh? Who's calling you this late?"

"Zhang Jingshan."

Seeing the caller ID, Ye Chen gritted his teeth.

Answering, he snapped, "Are you insane calling me at this hour?"

"Ye, sorry! I thought you were watching the market. Stella surged another 20% before closing. It's at $969 per share now!" Zhang Jingshan was practically shouting with excitement.

"You called me just to say that? Are you done yet?" Ye Chen growled.

"Ye, I thought—"

"I told you to wait for my call. That's it," Ye Chen replied coldly.

$969 per share?

No, the real surge was still ahead.

Tomorrow's trading would push Stella to even crazier heights.

"Ye, you mean Stella's price will go even higher?" Zhang asked in shock.

"Wait for my call," Ye Chen said, hanging up without another word.